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Time for a poem: The Way Through the Woods

The Way Through the Woods

by Rudyard Kipling

They shut the road through the woods
Seventy years ago.
Weather and rain have undone it again,
And now you would never know
There was once a road through the woods
Before they planted the trees.
It is underneath the coppice and heath,
And the thin anemones.
Only the keeper sees
That, where the ring-dove broods,
And the badgers roll at ease,
There was once a road through the woods.

Yet, if you enter the woods
Of a summer evening late,
When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools
Where the otter whistles his mate,
(They fear not men in the woods,
Because they see so few.)
You will hear the beat of a horse’s feet,
And the swish of a skirt in the dew,
Steadily cantering through
The misty solitudes,
As though they perfectly knew
The old lost road through the woods.
But there is no road through the woods.

Soup Blog Poetry Festival

Alphabet Soup’s Poetry Festival starts today!

Poetry Festival

Today is the start of Alphabet Soup’s Poetry Festival for 2014. Over the next month we’ll feature interviews with children’s poets, reviews, giveaways poem-writing tips, and poems.

We’ll be launching this year’s Festival shortly with a poetry competition for kids. The winner will have their poem published here on Alphabet Soup’s blog and will also win a $30 bookstore voucher — so flex those typing fingers and sharpen those pencils! We’re really looking forward to your masterpieces arriving in the Alphabet Soup letterbox. (We love getting mail almost as much as we love poetry.)

And now … let the poem fun begin!